Love's Not Void

Chapter 19:

"Lemme hear pizza," she chanted, unaware of the other cat's presents.

"Pizza!" Bardo seemed oblivious to Rai's presents as well.

"Lemme hear pizza!"

"Pizza!"

As they made a full 180 turn, they saw Rai, looking at the two like he was tripping balls.

"Tch."

"It's nice to see you too, fuzz-ball," Kimberly joked. "The food is almost done. I'm teaching Bardo how to make something called Pizza."

He stepped forward, his eye glancing between Bardo and Kitty. Finally, his emotionless orb scanned the room.

It was a mess! Flour was on the floor from their earlier 'flour fight', tomato sauce was on the counter, a ¾ brick of cheese was gone and the rest was left wherever, and they were standing in the middle of the kitchen looking ridiculous.

How did they look ridiculous you ask? Bardo was wearing a small box on his head like a hat, Kimberly was in her stained pajamas with a rolling pin in one hand, and they both had many pizza ingredients on their person. Bard was a victim to that last part more than Kitty, as he allowed her to draw on his face with tomato sauce.

"Tch, idiots."

He turned to leave without another word.

As Bardo and Kimberly's eyes met, a smile came to their faces in unison.

"Lemme hear pizza!"

"Pizza!"

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While she was bringing the pizza out, Bardo stood by. When seeing what they had created, his lips formed a wide grin.

Setting the masterpiece on the counter, she set the cloth mitts to aside, and placed her hands on her hips. Nodding in approval, she looked over at Bardo.

"We let it cool for a bit, before cutting the pizza in individual slices going," she drew the lines with her finger in the air, "This way."

The striped cat nodded, and reached over to ruffle her hair.

"Thanks, kid."

She attempted to fix her hair, giggling slightly at his nickname.

"I'm not that young."

"You look like a kid to me."

"That's because I have one of those faces."

Nope, she knew she was young. Being 17 and a half is like being a new-born butterfly. Neither have any clue what the world is like, or what their predators will be. They have to wing everything they do, and pray to God it wasn't the wrong choice.

"Alright, it's cool enough." she took the knife near-by, and began to drag it along the cheesy dough.

This would be so much easier if they had a Pizza cutter.

"Careful, the knives in here are sharp for a reason."

She waved her other hand to dismiss his comment, but much to her surprise, she nicked herself.

"Seriously," she groaned.

"I told you."

"Nuuuh~! Every knife in this place is probably razor sharp. I'd expect nothing less from an ex-bounty hunter."

"I'm retired, so technically I'm not an 'ex' anything. That's not including being an ex- in a relationship."

Holding her cut finger up so that the bleeding would stop, she rolled her eyes. A few seconds passed, and Bardo fell silent for a while.

"Aren't you going to lick it?" He moved to the other side of her, watching her unfazed expression as blood trickled down her arm.

"I can't lick wounds like you guys. For us humans, that has the opposite effect."

"It gets worse? Then what do we do?"

...

"I got it." He leaned over, suddenly licking her finger wound.

"Gah!" She jumped back, holding her chest with her other hand. "What the hell was that for?"

Bardo was amused. He was smiling and all.

"Well, you can't lick it. And we are in a kitchen. I can't let you bleed all over the place."

Kimberly scrambled to find words.

"Unless, you wish to travel two miles to the nearest herb store, or have someone like...Rai do it for you."

Silver-tongued asshole...

As he watched her sigh, he beckoned her with his finger.

"Come on, let me finish."

Slowly walking over to him, she outstretched her finger. "Just get it over with."

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Nothing significant to the story. I didn't tag humor for nothin' tho XD

Sry about the short chapter. Things will begin to pick up again, I assure you. 

<3 Cat